20 July 2009

Becoming a Kid Again

Mr. O and I have been talking for the past few weeks about  getting in better shape.  With that in mind, we went to Wal-Mart on Friday night and bought him a brand new bike.  He couldn't wait to try it out, so as soon as we got home we pumped up the tires on my Trek bike and we took a ride in the dark.  It was a little scary since there aren't that many streetlights in our little town, but we kept it short and got home with no problems other than burning quads.

Our next bike ride was on Sunday night and that time we left early enough in the evening that there was still daylight out.  We also had T, one of his daughters, with us.  Well, we hadn't went far when Mr. O and T started riding with no hands...which immediately brought back fond memories from my youth.

My bike back then was pink, with butterflies on the seat, streamers coming out of the handlebars, and a white basket on the handlebars.  I remember the feeling of freedom and accomplishment that I had when I finally got the training wheels taken off.  I loved riding that bike. 

Sometimes I think I get too caught up in the grown-up pressures of life.  Mr. O tells me that I worry too much and he may be right.  It seems that Mrs. O needs to learn how to become a kid again...and maybe, just maybe, I can do that as I continue riding bikes with Mr. O.

01 July 2009

Becoming More Productive

Lately I've been wishing that I had more hours in the day...or better yet, more days in the weekend.  Since my time is split between two homes right now, it seems that there is always something that needs to be done in one home or the other.  Since I'm not going to be getting any extra hours or days anytime soon, I guess that means that Mrs. O should become more productive.

In my quest to make more of each day, I did something that might be considered drastic.  I shut off the television service to one of our homes.  Now its true that I can still watch most of my favorite shows on-line.  And it's also true that I have a huge DVD collection that I can watch if the want arises.  But the bottom line truth is that my evening TV habits were draining more hours from my days than I could afford to lose.  With all of the things that Mrs. O should become, a TV junkie doesn't make the list.